Seventh Waves

The breeze was a stiff one
but the sunshine was warm
down on the beach yesterday
And the sea was like turquoise
reflecting the sky
Quite lovely in every way

We walked on the shingle
and looked out to sea
counting the waves one by one
Laughs were caught by the wind
as each of us grinned
when the seventh big ones were done

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Photo – Jempics

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Sussex Shores revisited

9 of 10 in the Jemverse ‘Sussex’ series

Muddy brown midst churning waves
I hear the ocean sing
with yellow skies beneath the grey
and seagulls on the wing
Tumultuous the breakers there
foaming on the beach
the anger of the waters’ voice
staying out of reach
Yet despite that thinly veiled threat
there is beauty here today
the power of these Sussex shores
which take my breath away

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Photo – Jempics

Jemverse originally posted this as ‘Sussex shores and breath taken‘ on 5 January 2016

Rising tide

Watching water
slowly fill
Waves get bigger
bigger still
Beach gets smaller
Sea get wide
Standing here
with rising tide

Skim a pebble
watch it fly
crossing water
bouncing high
Up the shingle
further I
watching here
the rising tide

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Photo – Jempics

[Pre-empting the start of a 12-part Jemverse series running between 17 and 28 April – “The Sea series”]

Life is a beach (1)

Blue of sea
Blue of sky
Blue of sand
as I walk by

Waves a ripple
Waves a sigh
Waves a whisper
as I walk by

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Photo – from Jemverse on Instagram, May 2018 – Lancing beach at low water, West Sussex, UK – Jempics

Serves me well

The ocean’s pull grabs me again
draws me to its windswept shore
and breathing deep the salty air
I take it in for more and more

Those waves. Those mountains moving
that deep green valley surge
captivate magnificence
with whim and frequent urge

For this is solace. This is calm
despite the gathered swell
As when I’m here on dampened shores
I’m whole. It serves me well

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Photo – Lancing beach, West Sussex, UK April 2018 – Jempics

Down to the sea

Finished my work
wandered down to the sea
the freshening breeze
appealing to me
Watched the waves crash
there on the beach
above the tideline
and just out of reach
Stayed there a while
with salt in the air
content to just stand
and simply be there

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Like a wave

Sometime a whisper
or maybe a shout
Occasionally quiet
but mostly a lout
Always moving
restless, unstill
Rising and breaking
and crashing at will
Demanding respect
its power complete
Ignored at one’s peril
with anger replete
Chameleonic it changes
reflecting the sky
with colours to match
and please every eye
It is fickle and change
with no virtue to save
Every one different
from the sea, like a wave

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